Publisher's Summary

In The Sunday List of Dreams, author Kris Radish pens the uplifting story of a woman who finds that renewing her relationship with her daughter proves the greatest adventure of all.

As Connie Nixon fine-tunes her "list of dreams", she imagines a new life for herself and pictures a Connie who stops setting her alarm clock and who drinks wine before noon. Making a list, however, proves much easier than actually acting on her desires. But then she makes a shocking discovery: her youngest daughter, Jessica, now living in New York City, is part owner of a wildly successful sex toy shop. Startled by this knowledge, Connie sets out to reconnect with Jessica and finds herself living the life she's always dreamed about.

Radish's sparkling tale of mother-daughter bonds inspires even as it delivers heaping measures of humor. A warm reading from narrator Christina Moore captures all the joy of the author's well-crafted tale.

What the Critics Say

"An inspirational story about making amends and the power of mother-daughter love." (Publishers Weekly) "Radish provides her readers with what they expect and will relish - a paean extolling the virtues of sisterhood that encompasses mothers and daughters and a rallying cry encouraging women to seek sexual fulfillment at any age." (Booklist)

I THOUGHT THIS WAS A GREAT CONTEMPORARY MOTHER DAUGHTER BONDING BOOK. IT WAS FUNNY AND TOUCHING.
MANY WOMEN YOUNG AND OLD ARE STILL NOT IN TUNE WITH THEIR SEXUALITY AND I THINK IT IS IMPORTANT TO DISCUSS IT.

Typically I don't like abridged books, but I think I might have preferred this title in its abridged format. This book needs some editting, there is so much repetition. The reader is hit on the head again and again with how much the main character sacrificed for so many years, and how much she needs to get past to a new life. Then it is her whole generation who has so much to get past. And the perscription for every woman is a sex toy. It was annoying too to have the character referred to, and refer to herself, by her full name, Connie Franklin Nixon, constantly. This was one of those books you feel obligated to finish if you paid for it, but would have returned to the library half way into it.